I am the anti-Obama

I don't think it was really meant as a compliment when I was referred to as the anti-Obama.

But it does have a sound like 'anti-Christ' and that leads to a strange topic that has floated on my periphery of my thoughts.

Why Obama? Usually, ones asks of fate or god or whatever, why? when something terrible is happening. But this time it is something good. In fact, this is one of the few times I have found something good happening in the world, at least something good and newsworthy also.

Obama has this magnificent oratory gift. He has optimism and hope. He comes across as young and vital and at the beginning of his gifts. It is stirring. And moving. And unsettling.

He had nothing. Absent father. Absent mother. Far off siblings. No family connections. No money.

And he cruised through the experiences that beat the crap out of me. College he made grades and friends easily. After college he slid smoothly into a decent job. Along the way he figured out what he wanted to do with his life. Then he did it. He married the right person. She never left him. He had beautiful children. He got into every school he applied to. He has not been fired or laid off from work. He did not have his energy sapped by an endless series of meaningless low paying jobs. He is healthy physically, mentally and emotionally. He is self-confident. He does not need anyone. He moves forward.

And I struggle to get out of bed everyday. I struggle to take a breath. I fail and fail and fail again. And start all over, only to fail. Then I wallow in negativity and hopelessness. And it seems that I am fairly normal. In fact, I am rather successful and positive depending on who you compare me to, in all my wallowing glory.

So, the weird part is this feeling of inevitability about Obama. He always seemed to walk on water. Whatever he tried he succeeded at. And wondering does the US deserve him?

I mean he is the real deal. He does care about people. Maybe not persons but definitely about people. He has held onto his ideals. He did set a path for himself and follow it. He does seem to answer to a higher calling. His drummer does seem to have an inside track to elevate the human spirit. Do you see where I am going with this? I can't put into words this feeling because I just hate the crackpot idea it seems to be. But I can't help wondering, who is calling him? and why?